I haven't written any of my dreams so I am trying to remember them all now. During the Thanksgiving break I dreamed of a coworkers Mother. She and I were in a basement. All the walls and floors were a crumbling dark concrete mess. We were stepping through this mess and I could see the light shine through a doorway into the rest of the home which was nice. I stepped over some concrete and found myself looking at a shiney surfboard shaped piece of mahogany or walnut wood flooring. It had an inlay of a floral print. I said "hey look at this, this is a beautiful piece of flooring!"
I went to work on Monday and told Amanda about the dream her mother was in. She said her mother had mentioned she was tired of looking at the old floors and wanted to have new floors put in.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
The Very Large Scary Spaceship
Last week I think it was, I dreamed I was in some industrial building, it had no doorway it was just wide open; big concrete walls, huge ceilings. I could see the outside, I called it a garage. I was running toward the exit, running alongside the wall trying to ditch this thing I called a spaceship--it was hovering over me; chasing me. It was more like a transformer spaceship, it had all kinds of legs and appendages. It was very very huge, and very very close.
It was trying to read my mind.
It was trying to read my mind.
Vintage Christmas Colored Household Items and The Dead Horses
I dreamed last night about some vintage items for sale. They were green and red plastic. One was an iron--like an ironing board iron. The other item was perhaps an electric can opener or some sort of kitchen appliance. Iron; Iron things out for the holidays perhaps? Open up a new can of __________? easily opening up a can of something? I dunno what it all means. Well maybe I do. There is a person who wants to know if I'm still in their life and has been hinting and hinting. I guess I let them know today I was still in their life, I think of them pretty much daily, and perhaps I have ironed things out with my answer.
Hmmm, the next dream. It was akin to the 'dead pigs buried under the yard years ago' dream I had once. I dreamed I was outdoors and found I was standing closely to the buried head of a very shiney horses head. Appeared he was dead and perhaps was covered by mud which hardened over. I was having a conversation with someone about the horses head when I realized the entire horse was under that hardened ground. Then I stepped back a few steps and found another horse, this one not buried. He was freshly dead. Flash ahead, I was having a conversation with a man who I think plays a sleek foreign young handsome in the movies, also a sharp businessman, and I heard he was going to make money selling the horses to someone who turns them into dog food. I interjected and told him he'd need to deal with me, I found the horses.
I awoke and asked my husband if in fact people did kill horses for dog food and well I almost knew the answer before I even asked it.
I imagine in my overly busy and stressed life I have been trying not to beat a dead horse. I think that's what that was all about. I don't understand the dog food part. It can't mean anything good though.
Hmmm, the next dream. It was akin to the 'dead pigs buried under the yard years ago' dream I had once. I dreamed I was outdoors and found I was standing closely to the buried head of a very shiney horses head. Appeared he was dead and perhaps was covered by mud which hardened over. I was having a conversation with someone about the horses head when I realized the entire horse was under that hardened ground. Then I stepped back a few steps and found another horse, this one not buried. He was freshly dead. Flash ahead, I was having a conversation with a man who I think plays a sleek foreign young handsome in the movies, also a sharp businessman, and I heard he was going to make money selling the horses to someone who turns them into dog food. I interjected and told him he'd need to deal with me, I found the horses.
I awoke and asked my husband if in fact people did kill horses for dog food and well I almost knew the answer before I even asked it.
I imagine in my overly busy and stressed life I have been trying not to beat a dead horse. I think that's what that was all about. I don't understand the dog food part. It can't mean anything good though.
Friday, November 11, 2011
The Curly-haired baby, the RAV 4, and Roxy
aaaand I had a third dream which I could remember this morning. I was sitting somewhere with my husband. It was a livingroom and I remembered we were taking inventory and the baby I just won, perhaps that was my award from the last dream, was missing. I went to the RAV 4 which was my sisters truck and got in as did my husband, to go back to the last place we were, shopping I think, and retrieve our baby. I saw my sisters dog Roxy, a cocker spaniel, get into the back seat. We suddenly were at the place we were before and there was a baby seat with a blonde curly-haired baby in it. It was a cute little girl with a golden glow and rosy cheeks. She was energenic, and for a little girl who sat there alone it was surprising she was not crying so I surmised that she was also good-natured. I picked her up and off we went, home with our new baby!
The Award
Another dream I had last night was a workplace dream. I had won an award and was invited to take my hour lunch off campus so I could accept my award. I made the mistake of telling my boss. Word got back to his boss and it got back to me that I could not leave for lunch to go get my award. I went into my bosses boss's office crying. She was packing and unpacking. I was confused because I knew she was moving in real life but it seemed there were work people there and it was an office and were they packing or unpacking. My bosses boss had a knit winter cap on, it must have been cold out. I told her I could take my lunch wherever I wished and she finally agreed.
When I went to work we had a meeting in the morning where she mentioned many would be moving from one office to another. That explains the workplace moving and the packing and unpacking.
I still do not know what the award was for.
When I went to work we had a meeting in the morning where she mentioned many would be moving from one office to another. That explains the workplace moving and the packing and unpacking.
I still do not know what the award was for.
My husbands dream
The other day, in real life, I went to the tire store at the bottom of my hill. I dropped off my car after I ordered new tires and walked home. While I was ordering my tires I thought I recognized a man at the register. He may have been the manager but either way I thought it was my ex brother in laws old business partner Jay Dolan. So I was giving him a bit more of a glimpse when suddenly he looked back at me. I didn't want to turn away abruptly and at the same time I was still trying to figure out if it was Jay Dolan, whose name, btw, I could not recall at that time. Actually I just remembered it yesterday when I saw the name Dolan on my database at work. So anyway, we ended up in a bit of a staring match and I was completely caught off guard. I am afraid to say I think he may have thought I was checking him out. I was in fact examining his face but I wasn't checking him out. Our eyes were locked and I finally broke the connection. I cracked a joke and he responded and that was that. We went back to business and I walked home. Then I felt guilty for looking at another man so long and tried to converse with my husband about it. I asked him if he ever found himself looking at a woman eye to eye and he said no. Then he was slightly suspicious as to why I asked but he's not the jealous type. He is not one to make up a scenario needlessly.
So the following Monday at dinnertime my husband was home from work and the house phone rang. It was a blocked call. He answered it and they asked for me. He said I wasn't home yet and asked them who it was that was calling--and they hung up! He called me immediately and I told him I had given my phone number out to many people this week, for window replacements to a request for price quote for my new brakes and tires too! So that was that, until they called again and hung up on him.
The next evening the phone rang and the same scenario came about. I was home this time and told my husband it was probably spam and I don't answer calls that are blocked or spam. And that was that.
So this morning, now remember my husband doesn't know what happened in the tire store; he woke up and said "I dreamed you were flirting with a man right in front of me!" Then he said he told the man "my wife is beautiful isn't she?" But then he expressed he was a little upset that even after that I kept flirting with the man.
I asked him how exactly was I flirting. He told me that I was flirting with him with my eyes. I almost told him the story but I thought it would be needless. I don't want him to worry for my little encounter. Maybe I will tell him tonight. More than likely I will.
So the following Monday at dinnertime my husband was home from work and the house phone rang. It was a blocked call. He answered it and they asked for me. He said I wasn't home yet and asked them who it was that was calling--and they hung up! He called me immediately and I told him I had given my phone number out to many people this week, for window replacements to a request for price quote for my new brakes and tires too! So that was that, until they called again and hung up on him.
The next evening the phone rang and the same scenario came about. I was home this time and told my husband it was probably spam and I don't answer calls that are blocked or spam. And that was that.
So this morning, now remember my husband doesn't know what happened in the tire store; he woke up and said "I dreamed you were flirting with a man right in front of me!" Then he said he told the man "my wife is beautiful isn't she?" But then he expressed he was a little upset that even after that I kept flirting with the man.
I asked him how exactly was I flirting. He told me that I was flirting with him with my eyes. I almost told him the story but I thought it would be needless. I don't want him to worry for my little encounter. Maybe I will tell him tonight. More than likely I will.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Jack and Jim
My old landlords, and friends, appeared in my early morning dream. I owned a house and it was yellow, the siding all one long streamlined piece of painted cedar shingle mounted over the next. It was perfect. Jack and Jimmy were going to make a new entrance into the house and had to poke around in the wall to find a place to make the entrance where there wouldn't be support beams. Turns out when they finished it the shingles were patched back onto the house but you could clearly see where they made the cuts.
And that was all.
My husband dreamed he was a little boy asking for a raspberry soda at the ice cream counter. Then someone told him the train was leaving and he better get on it. I don't think he ever did.
And that was all.
My husband dreamed he was a little boy asking for a raspberry soda at the ice cream counter. Then someone told him the train was leaving and he better get on it. I don't think he ever did.
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